CHAPTER 34 I'M HIS WIFE

The woman on the other end of the line repeated her question again when she didn’t get a response from Yvonne after a long time. "Hello? Who are you? I’m gonna hang up if you’re not gonna tell me anything."

"Hold on, don't hang up first!" Yvonne quickly stopped her.

The woman really didn't hang up. "Then hurry up."

"Okay, I’ll tell you." Yvonne took a deep breath and pulled herself together. "I’m Henry’s wife. May I ask who you are?"

"Wife?" The woman's voice became sharp again." You’re telling me that you’re Henry's wife?"

"Yes."

The woman sneered coldly. "Excuse me, Miss. Henry isn’t married yet. How would he have a wife? Can you lie a bit smarter?"

Yvonne was choked by her harsh words as confusion grew inside her.

She was really Henry's wife, but everyone else in this world thought that Henry was single. She was really a failure of a wife. 1

And she was bothered by this woman's existence.

Why would she be holding Henry's phone this late at night and calling him so intimately by his first name? I t would seem like they were more than just friends.

Thinking of this, Yvonne took a deep breath to suppress the jealousy in her heart and asked calmly," Miss, you haven't answered me yet. Who are you?"

"My name is Jacqueline Conrad," she replied.

"You’re Jacqueline Conrad?" Yvonne's eyes widened i n shock as she raised her voice.

She didn’t manage to meet Jacqueline during the day. Little did she expect she would be talking to her like this at night on the same day.

"You know me?” Jacqueline raised her nearly bald eyebrows.

Yvonne squeezed her phone tightly. "No... Not really, I’ve just heard of your name."

"Is that so?" Jacqueline narrowed her eyes in disbelief.

Yvonne hummed glumly then asked, "Miss Conrad, is Henry still with you now?"

"He’s taking a shower right now. Do you need him for anything?"

Yvonne nearly bit the tip of her tongue as the expression on her face slowly turned frosty. "Never mind then, I... I’m just asking..."

Taking a shower...? i

It was already so late, and Henry was taking a shower at Jacqueline's place. Could it be that they were...

No, it shouldn't be possible. Jacqueline was sick. How could they do something like that? She must be thinking too much.

The thought made Yvonne feel a little better, but she was even more bothered about the relationship between Henry and Jacqueline.

She tossed her phone on the table, then brought her feet up and curled up on the chair, feeling extremely depressed.

When Sue came out after washing the dishes, she became worried when she saw Yvonne acting weird." Madam, is something wrong?"

"I'm fine," Yvonne buried her head in her knees.

"How can you convince me when you look like this?" Sue walked over to her. "Did you fight with sir?"

Yvonne shook her head.

Thinking that she had guessed it correctly, Sue sighed softly. "Is sir still coming back tonight then?"

"Maybe not." Yvonne sniffed, her voice was dry. "He might be staying in the hospital tonight."

"Hospital?" Sue was stunned. "Is he sick?"

Yvonne lifted her head. "No, he is just taking care of Jacqueline in the hospital."

"Did you say Jacqueline just now, madam?" Sue went pale from shock.

Yvonne was surprised by her strong reaction. "Yes. Do you know her, Sue?" "Yes, I do." Sue nodded with a conflicted look on her face. "She is the daughter of the Conrad family, and sir's..."

She glanced at Yvonne and abruptly stopped speaking.

"Henry’s what?"

Seeing that Sue had stopped midway through her words, Yvonne grew even more curious about their relationship. It wasn't just curiosity, but also nervousness.

Sue waved her hands and didn't want to continue on this topic. "It's nothing. Since sir won't be back tonight, please go back to your room and rest early, madam. I should get going too."

She took off her apron and walked away in a hurry.

Only Yvonne was left in the dining room. She pressed her lips and watched Sue left with mixed feelings in her eyes.

It seemed like Jacqueline was really someone special t o Henry. Otherwise, why would Sue avoid talking about it?

Just who was Jacqueline to Henry? Someone he had unrequited feelings for or an ex-girlfriend?

No matter which one it was, she couldn't bring herself to be happy about it.

Yvonne patted her cheeks. After forcing herself to cheer up a little, she grabbed her phone from the table and sent a text message to Henry.

"Henry, your phone rang again." Jacqueline turned to the bathroom and shouted.

Henry came out while drying his wet hair. "Who was i t?”

"It's not a phone call, it's a text message." Jacqueline glanced at his phone and her eyes turned dark.

This number again! holds this content.

Henry picked up the phone with one hand and narrowed his eyes.

It was her!

Henry opened the text and there was only a short sentence in it: 'I'm not going to wait for you anymore!’

What did she mean by that?

Didn't he tell her to wait for him at the villa so he could talk to her when he returned?

Jacqueline blinked when he saw the unpleasant look o n Henry's face and tried probing. "Henry, who’s that?"

"A disobedient woman. Don’t worry about it." Henry put his phone away.

Jacqueline covered her mouth and giggled. "By the way, she called just now. Guess what she said?" "What did she say?" Henry continued drying his hair, showing little interest in her words.

"She said she's your wife."

Henry's hands paused and his voice sank. "She really said that?"

"Yeah," Jacqueline nodded. "Isn't it funny? You're not even married. How could you have a wife? I guess she must have a crush on you and deliberately told me that since I was the one who answered the phone.”

Henry's expression became darker and darker as he seethed.

The smile on Jacqueline’s face faded when she realized that he was angry. "What's wrong with you, Henry?"

"Nothing." Henry pursed his thin lips and dropped the towel in his hand. "I should get going."

"Already?" Jacqueline was taken aback.

"Yeah."

"But you can't wear your clothes anymore."

"It's alright, I’ll just go back and change." Henry took the dirty coat off the rack and put it on without much o f an expression on his face.

"It's all my fault.” Jacqueline lowered her head as she blamed herself. "Your clothes got dirty because I accidentally knocked over the milk tea." "I don't blame you. Rest up, I’ll come back tomorrow."

Henry left very anxiously after giving her a few quick words. 2

Half an hour later, he returned to the villa.

Sue was surprised to see him. "Sir, didn't you say you wouldn't be coming back tonight?"

Henry frowned. "When did I say that?"

He took off his dirty coat and threw it on the sofa.

"It was madam who told me. She said you probably won’t be coming back tonight," Sue replied awkwardly.

"And you believed her?" Henry snorted coldly and went upstairs. 1

Yvonne yawned in the room upstairs. She was about t o turn off the lights and go to sleep when she heard a commotion at the door.

She turned her head and saw that the door was opened. Henry's tall figure walked in against the light.

"Why are you back?" Yvonne quickly sat up. Her drowsiness was pretty much gone.

Henry shot her an indifferent glance. "Can't I be back?" 1

Yvonne clutched the edge of the quilt. "No. I just thought you weren't coming back since you were at the hospital with Miss Conrad."

As soon as she mentioned Jacqueline, Henry's gaze on her turned frosty. "Tell me, did you say something to Jackie?"